Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his scarlet crest down. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rathkran isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rathkran studied abroad. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Mreksh was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 gp. Eye agate (10 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Zircon (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Bulzo and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Bulzo discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Bulzo fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 280 gp.